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Jennifer is getting married in October and wanted to give her future hubby an extra special gift. I'd have to say from her boudoir session that he's going to be a very happy man. Here are some of the reasons why:

*All boudoir images featured on the blog & website are always posted with client permission. Thank you to all my wonderful clients for letting me share your beauty. I think this helps give other women the courage to take that leap!

*On a side note, I'll be in Argentina for the next two weeks and will return all emails and phone calls when I get back.

Ok, before I get to the good stuff (that is Dianna), I wanted to give everyone a sneak peek at what's to come for my boudoir photography:

Lots of great changes to come this year! (Also equals lots of work, but it's all good -I'm happy to be able do it.)

And now, on to the show...

Like most of my boudoir clients, Dianna was nervous about baring it all (well, almost all) to some strange photographer she had just met, but one of the best things she said was, "I was surprised by how comfortable I felt during the entire shoot!" I'm glad because it made for some great images.

Dianna's husband's favorite thing in this whole wide world next to her is...Yup, his XBox. So why not combine the two?

Men love it when we wear their shirts. (At least that's what I've been told, right fellas?)

I got the chance to photograph a gorgeous model named Lacy Rose a couple of weeks ago. Lacy is originally from AZ, but has recently signed with an agency and moved to New York City to pursue modeling full-time. Take a good look at this face because I'm sure you'll see it sometime in the future in a magazine somewhere!

I hope everyone had a happy & safe New Year's and that the year is starting off beautifully for you all. Drew & I spent our first New Year's Eve at home dancing around in our PJ's to our iPod and then watching the ball drop in Times Square. It was great!

Now I did say 2 posts ago that my next post would be the remaining images from my family's visit, but I diverged from the plan, I know. So here's just a few more images from Goldfield Ghost Town, a little stop along the Apache Trail Drive.

We're a nosy bunch.

Someone's got a small bladder.

WHOOOOOAAA!!!

My parents. I have to say I am grateful for all they've done and am amazed by their strength, tenacity, and ability to make it in a country where they did not know the language when they first set foot upon it.

A little history. My dad was in the S. Vietnamsese army when my mom was pregnant with me. By the time I was born in July of 1975, Saigon had fallen into the hands of the Communist and my dad was taken to prison/internment camp. He didn't come home till I was 2, though my mom said we did visit him every once in a while during that time.

My family (of about 30-including the extended family) escaped by boat in 1979 to a Malaysian island called Bidong. We stayed there a few months living in this warehouse with a tin roof with other refugees. Some nights, local thieves would come through trying to get their hands on whatever gold or jewelry they could find from us refugees. My mom said they had tried to snatch my necklace while I was sleeping one night, but it fell to the floor.

We arrived in Houston, TX in April of that year and my mom gave birth to my brother James in May. (She had been pregnant during the escape and refugee camp times.)

Our entire extended family all found rooms in this apartment complex and lived only doors from each other. My parents found work quickly, I believe in the assembly department for some electronics company. My grandparents watched all us kids while all our parents worked. I've gotta give major props to all our parents for working so hard to provide for their kids. Everyone moved on long ago from working in assembly and went on to do other forms of business. For my parents, it was opening up a dental office in San Jose so my dad could continue the profession he was so good at when he was in Vietnam. So thanks Mom & Dad for everything you've done! =)